Back in 2013 I began a blog series with the same name as the title that centred around a candle of hope and prayer during dark times of despair. The candle became my faithful prayer companion while my dear brother-in-law fought leukaemia, and my father suffered three strokes – parallel events that were emotionally draining
Category: angels in our midst
If it hadn’t been for our vet in Manila who sent birthday greetings to Champagne via e-mail on June 1, I would have completely forgotten! Imagine my surprise when I read my mail in the morning to find the warmest and sweetest mail from the whole team of the Beterinaryo sa Fort Animal Clinic. Yes,
Dearest Mommy and Daddy, It is 8C outside on a Sunday morning as I sit down and write this. I’ve been struggling for days to get a blog entry together, knowing what date was coming up and I just couldn’t bring myself to write it without breaking down in tears. Exactly one year ago today,
Valentine’s Day is the most overrated holiday ever invented and the grossest form of marketing manipulation aside from Christmas. It is yet another holidays that got lost in translation like Halloween and has degenerated into a festival of paper hearts and kitsch, not to mention that it floral highway robbery. There is really no need
No, it’s not a typo, I really did mean to write Theresia with an i, because the formidable woman who bore that name would have celebrated her 120th birthday today. Theresia F, was born in the Black Forest, Germany in 1897 to humble beginnings. Life in the countryside was anything but easy, especially during the
When my girlfriends and I get together and decide to go on a road trip, we never know how it is going to turn out. We all have an aversion to maps, our sense of direction is questionable, and we tend to take spur-of-the-moment decisions that will have the driver’s head spinning. In short, we
There are times when life proves to be stranger than fiction. Welcome to a new, short series of the FrogDiva blog called Angels in Our Midst. These the true life stories of the people my mother called “angels”.